Night reading, as a strategy to bringing back inner calm, to carry us back in the sand of sleep, is highly interesting.Night reading allows to
Night reading, as a strategy to bringing back inner calm, to carry us back in the sand of sleep, is highly interesting.Night reading allows to
The unintended mistake, made sometimes in the most casual manner, by mimicry, by lack of inspiration, by mimicry of the ambient lack of inspiration, consists
Meditation and prayerConsciousness and SoulBrahman and God The breakthrough lifts the veil on the idiocy of parish rivalry,The breakthrough which sent me in the arms
Arrogance is often the stark outcome of a fragility which has been disconnected from reality.This is as painful as the screeching sound of an engine when
The Cross represents the action of the divine,The Nature of Buddhadharma.It welcomes the full spectrum of infinite action (horizontal axis)and the depths of this action
As long as you do not reside in the Absolute, you are fleeing,Don’t start chasing the Absolute, for you’d be fleeing,You need to see the
The limitations of your mind are the bricks against which you keep banging,without necessarily knowing it,Bricks that will eventually crumble down.Walls and floors alike block
Along the paths of forgetfulness, I had reached the point where it had become impossible to reach out to the beginning of any genuine Way.Along
It is often said that physical death is not the opposite of life.Yet, I feel as if I were the one initiating this revelation.This sentence
Meditating on the Cross is contemplating the power of the SpiritTo transform, to glorify, and to haveAll the heavy, the entangled, the ugly, the stagnating,Spring
There can be no knowledge coming from the exogenous questTo refrain from melting when approaching the Hearth of the Presence.The disciple heating his heart to
On a certain level of silence, there is nothing which can still remainbeside faith and the call from Being.Nothing as powerful, no knowledge as certain
Why do ‘believers” have to be fully obsessed with trying to obstruct Life,To strangle Life between their nervous fingers ? How can we not end
You know, in the secret of your heartAll the ways are joining hands,What do you have to fearFrom abandoning them all,And walking along the Unique
Joining and BowingMy two wrinkled handsI do not know any wilder joy. ©FJ Nov 2021RECUEILS/ ParticipationsTelegram (Publications et Pratique)